Daily Random Artwork
Achieved, the Great Balance is, yet watchful you must remain, young one.
Apply the brakes, Watson. Rushing past the finish line only invites a disastrous carriage collision.
Do not chase what is lost, my friend. The unseen hand will return it once the eclipse passes.
Exhaustion breeds doubt, Watson. Clear the mental fog and systematically dismantle the remaining obstacles.
Even the strongest fortress has cracks, my friend. Patch yours secretly while exploiting theirs.
Grand gestures are foolish, my friend. A precise, quiet maneuver yields far greater leverage than loud displays.
To the illusion of safety, surrender your focus you must not, young one.